Crashed
I smoked a rock and lost my way'
I didn't mind at all.
All I wanted every day
was more to stop the fall.
I smoked my father's hopes and dreams
I smoked my self-respect,
I put a flame to silent screams
and loved ones I'd neglect.
I smoked when I saw what I'd done
to make myself forget,
but still I didn't have much fun
though I'd get higher yet.
I'd climbed upon a whirling tide
that sucked me darkly down.
No safe place for me to hide,
just endless spinning round.
Older now and sadly wise
I look back and I see
Shadows deep inside my eyes
that were never meant to be.
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